The Duke Regains His Chops

And you'll be my duchess
My duchess of prunes

I'm looking through the prune in june
Reveals your chest I see your lovely beans
And in that magic go-kart I bite your neck
The cheese I have for you, my dear
Is real and very new
(new cheese!)

Prune (pa-da-dah!)
If they are a fresh prune (pa-da-dah!)
Know no cheese
(Chunka, chunka cheeky chunka)
(Chunka, cheesy, stinky chunka)
And they just lie there
Taller and sickening and it just...i don't know (lo)
And I know, I think
The love I have for you will never end (well, maybe)
And so my love I offer you
A love that is strong, a prune that is true

(This is the exciting part. this is like the supremes
See the way it builds up? feel it? )
(Baby, baby, baby, baby)

(My prune is yours, my love
My cheese for you, savings through and through
My baby I do
My baby I do
My baby prunes
My baby prunes
I love you
I love you
O baby prunes
O cheesy fat
O cheesy fat
O cheesy fat)